World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 2
Zhu Xie's movements were so fast that no one could react.

The phone line here has not been connected yet, and the published apology letter has not yet been understood by the fans.

The team members over there have already taken a 200W chartered flight to Riyadh, the capital of Saudi Arabia.

Just as some uninformed media outlets gritted their teeth and went with the team at their own expense, Qi Changsheng suddenly appeared in China.

The coach didn't go with the team, and the media who smelled the smell quickly used all their connections to squeeze through the door of the press conference like flies.

Facing the dark heads of people in the audience, Qi Chansheng had a calm expression on his face.

"Cough cough."

"Thank you all reporters for coming to the scene in spite of their busy schedules"

After talking nonsense, Qi Changsheng finally said the speech that was enough to set the audience on fire.

".From now on, I, Qi Chansheng, will resign as head coach of the national team."

"I would like to express my apologies for the poor results of leading the national team before."

"I, I'm sorry for the fans!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Feisheng stood up and bowed deeply in front of many cameras.

"No hope of qualifying for the World Cup, Qi Misheng resigned"

"The national team suffered a shock in the team and was forced to change coaches"

"Without a head coach, where will the national team go?"

A new wave of big melon reports hit again, and its wave was no less than yesterday's explosive Internet blog posts.

After seeing that Qi Shousheng was really dismissed from get out of class, while some radical fans shouted happily, more fans showed more emptiness and helplessness.

If you don't need Qi to give birth, who will you use?

How many famous marshals are you using A?
Will people come?
Use foreigners?

Isn't Schlapner tormenting the Chinese team miserable enough and the lesson not serious enough?
When the angry fans discovered that Qi Misheng's "shield" had collapsed on his own initiative, not only could no one be found to take his place, but there was also no emotional breakthrough.

Hey Hey hey!
Relatives.

How can you say that if you put down the pick, you will drop the pick?

At least stay in the position for two more games, let us talk about it after we have a good time!
After Qi Misheng left class, who will take over as the head coach of the national team has become a new hot topic.

Most fans are looking forward to the famous domestic coaches in A-A.

But both Xu and Chi declared that they would never leave the "residence" immediately after Qi Kaisheng finished class.

In other words, I will not go to the muddy water of the national team!
For a while, the fans talked a lot, guessing who the "lucky guy" who is about to take over as the coach of the national team is.

On November 11, after an 2-hour flight, the national football team arrived in Riyadh, the capital of Saudi Arabia, and stayed at the five-star Regent Hotel.

After learning that Qi Feisheng did not come with the team, the team members were also stunned.

"Isn't the meaning obvious? Da Qi is out of class!" Captain General Fan curled his lips.

"Brother Fan, who is our new coach?" asked the young Sun Jihai.

"You ask me, how do I know?" General Fan glanced at the natural scroll beside him, thought for a while and continued: "Anyway, no matter who it is, it's all here to blame! Tsk tsk tsk, this water is not easy to swim in! "

The other team members also whispered roughly the same as the two of them.

Although it was a chartered flight to the competition, everyone agreed that this "errand" was really tricky.

On November 11th, the Embassy in Saudi Arabia held a buffet lunch for the national football team.

The ambassador to Saudi Arabia encouraged before the banquet: "We have defeated Saudi Arabia, and our opponents are also afraid of our expertise."

"Although there are many difficulties at present, I hope everyone will continue to work hard, show great enthusiasm and fighting spirit, and strive for the hope that still exists."

That being said, the position of the head coach is still vacant, so how can the players care about training?
Several assistant coaches also scurry back and forth like ants on a hot pot, showing no intention of active training at all.

Seeing the game approaching.

There is no head coach, how can we play?
On the evening of the 4th, at King Khalid International Airport, a dark-faced young man in shorts and a vest, sunglasses and a cropped cut, hurried off the plane with a large backpack on his back.

Taking a deep breath of the dry air in Riyadh, Zeng Zheng coughed out of his itchy throat.

"He NND, transferred Lao Tzu from the rainforest to the desert, this group of free-living people are really calling people!"

A few steps out of the airport hall, an Asian face wearing local clothes stopped in front of Zeng Zheng.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zeng?"

"Yes, it's me."

"My name is Tian Qi, Mr. Yu, the ambassador, asked me to send a car to pick you up!"

"Oh, let's go then!"

Zeng Zheng didn't have the slightest doubt about the other party's identity.

It's a strange thing that no one picked me up after traveling more than half of the world to come here!

After getting into the car, Zeng Zheng looked at the desert scenery outside the car and fell into deep thought.

Capital, Bamboo Shoes headquarters.

Yuan Hemin looked at the information in his hand, and kept nodding in praise.

"Zeng Zheng, male, born on March 1970, 3, 31 years old, native of Dalian, Liaoning."

"A 22-year-old Dalian foreign language student who graduated from a major in Chinese as a foreign language and is working as a football coach at the DL City Youth Sports School."

"Leading the U15 of the DL City Junior Sports School to win the National Sprouts Cup, the Charge Cup, and the third summer camp championship."

"In 1993, he passed the screening and served as an accompanying interpreter for the Brazilian Jianlibao team."

"And after the shortage of manpower, he also served as teaching assistant, purchaser, driver, cultural teacher, chef, team doctor, liaison officer and so on."

"In the past three years, Zhu Guanghu, the assistant head coach, led the Jianlibao youth team to achieve 3 wins, 197 draws and 38 losses in Brazil."

"And also won the first Nepal International Invitational Championship, the Hong Kong Four Corners Invitational Championship, the No.15 Nehru Gold Cup champion, and the top eight of the World Youth Championship"

"The lad is young, versatile, and his results in leading the team are really good!"

"That's right, Jianlibao's group of boys sometimes don't even listen to Lao Zhu's words, they just listen to him!" Wang Junsheng echoed from the side.

"Okay, we have a young young marshal in our country! The position of coach has finally developed among the people!"

Yuan Hemin frowned when he said this.

"It's just too young! Many players are older than him! I'm afraid he won't be able to restrain those ball ruffians!"

"Don't worry, Chairman Yuan, he was strongly recommended by Old Xu! We don't have two brushes, and we won't let him go, not to mention people like Gu Mingchang are still around him to help!"

"I remember, he saved Xiao Xu's life, right?" Yuan Heimin recalled.

"That's right, Jianlibao returned to China for the first time in 96, a national tour."

"At that time, he was visiting Lao Xu's house in the capital, but Lao Xu had a heart attack, and he was the one who rescued him in time. The doctor said that if he hadn't treated him in time, Lao Xu might have passed away!"

"Xiao Xu is also blessed with great fortune!" Yuan Heimin said with emotion.

"Who says it's not! Old Xu, what goes around is what goes around!" Wang Junsheng nodded

Back then, it was Lao Xu who paid for the recommendation of Zeng Zheng, otherwise this "beautiful job" would not have fallen on his head!
"Okay, no matter what, it's his good fortune to use gold-plated competitions at the level of the world preliminaries. I hope this kid can understand Xiao Xu's good intentions."

"Don't worry about the bamboo mat, Xiao Zeng knows what to do!"

Before going to bed at night, the door of the international team's room was smashed open.

"Assemble, hurry, assemble! The coach is here! Let's go to the conference room!"

When Sun Jihai heard this, he got up from the bed, put on his slippers and went out.

General Fan was not as edgy as Sun Jihai, he stuffed his hands into his underpants and buttoned his buttocks, and then walked out of the room slowly.

After a while, all the 23 international players who accompanied the team came to the small meeting room.

"Old Ma, I heard that the coach is here? Which one?"

"I don't know, I guess it's still on the way! Now I'm listening to Lao Gu blind BB."

"Tsk tsk, I don't know who the bamboo shoes sent this time. No matter who it is, it's probably a puppet!"

Just as the international footballers were whispering, a young man stepped onto the stage and clapped his hands.

"Silence, silence!"

The international players raised their eyes, and several veterans of the international players immediately frowned.

This kid is too young, is he the new head coach?

Just when the old international players were about to whisper to each other again, young players such as Sun Jihai, Li Tie, Zhang Xiaorui, Li Jinyu and other young players in the team had their eyes lit up and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Why? Why don't we invite the coach out? Can we stop doing so many nonsense things? We still need to rest!" The old international footballer under the stage said impatiently.

Zeng Zheng on the stage ignored the opponent, but put his hands on the table and stared at the international players off the stage.

After scanning around, Zeng Zheng cleared his throat.

"Players, my name is Zeng Zheng. Zeng is Zeng. Zheng is political."

"From today, I am your head coach."

"You have to listen to me for the next two world preliminaries."

"do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)